"Your first class is on the second floor, room two-hundred and three," Clare said. Zylus started rushing into the academy.
"You can't be late. Lateness invites suspicion, and we don't want that." She added.
He nearly collided with the door. Inside, every student had already gone to their respective classes, except for Zylus.
A sound from the announcements screamed out to every student inside the academy building, "Attention all students and teachers. Class will begin as follows, in one minute."
"Shit," Zylus muttered, taking the stairs two at a time, until finally reaching the second floor's base.
The academy had two floors, and his first class awaited on the second.
"Which room did you say again?" Zylus asked in a hurry.
"Room two-hundred and three," Clare replied, slightly out of breath.
"Perfect," he muttered with a smirk as he stood right in front of the wooden, enclosed door. "Calm yourself, I've arrived."
